Hey Gary, cool story Friday, 05-Dec-97 13:23:20

I love dropping hapless bugs in a place where they might get squashed by a pair of sexy heels. Sometimes, I like to see them purposely step on them. Once I worked with a very, very attractive law clerk. She was 28, 5'10, chestnut-colored hair. I had fantasized for months about doing what I'll describe. Finally one day I got a large ant from the sidewalk and secretly brought it with me to work. During midmorning, I walked into her office her with a bogus question about something--and with the ant hidden between my fingers. As she sat at her chair examining a report I was showing her, I secretly dropped the ant by her pump. As if I had just noticed it, I suddenly exclaimed: "Oh I think there's an intruder in your office". She looked down and without much thought, she gave the ant a quick stomp. She then wanted to get back to my report, but I pointed out that the ant was still alive. Again she stomped on it. Again I pointed out that it was still alive. Finally, she got up and stood right on him with her navy blue pump. It was awesome. I love the fact that she didn't twist him out, just her full weight. I said, "Well, I think he's dead now". She just smiled. She didn't even clean him up. She left him right on the carpet of her office.

As if this weren't enough, I went into her office after hours to look for the squashed bug. It wasn't on the floor. The trash hadn't been cleaned out yet, so I scoured her trash can---but found no tissue, no ant, nothing. However, I had one great consolation: I found her navy pumps in one of her desk drawers. My heart started racing. Though I had her door closed, I felt safer putting her pumps in a bag and going back to my own office. There, I locked the door, and examined by prize. They were size 9 1/2. And they were quite used. I was disappointed that they didn't have more of an odor, but I gave those shoes the biggest cleaning of a lifetime. They were remarkably clean after I got done--especially the soles. I then returned them to their rightful place...It was cool the next day seeing her walk around the office with her newly-cleaned shoes.

Clay